I woke up to find Crisp, my aged companion, unwell and locked in the toilet. Today was a special day as we were to catch up with her sister, the less aged, Crust.
Crust was on a hiking holiday, and today we were crossing paths, and I suspected Crisp wasn’t all that keen on meeting up with her younger sister.
They’d had a tempestuous relationship from when they were children, and Crisp often remarked in disparaging terms of her sister. Crisp referred to her sister’s loose morals believing her sister saw all males as fair game.
We were to meet at the guesthouse in Polkington-on-Stoat and upon arrival Crust was already onto her third drink, and disappointed Crisp was unable to make the journey.
We lunched together while Crust enlightened me of her travels and I soon came to understand why Crisp found illness favourable to being with her sister.
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